THERE'S A SONG IN THE AIR.

28 THERE'

From G. S., page 105. P. M.

HERE'S a song in the air, there's a star in the sky!

There's a mother's deep prayer, and a baby's low

cry!

And the star rains its fire while the beautiful sing,
For the manger of Bethlehem cradles a king!

Chorus.-JESUS is King! JESUS is King!

The manger of Bethlehem cradles a King!

2 There's a tumult of joy, o'er the wonderful birth,
For the virgin's sweet boy is the LORD of the earth;
And the star rains its fire while the beautiful sing,
For the manger of Bethlehem cradles a King!

3 In the light of that star lie the ages impearl'd,
And the song from afar has swept over the world;
Ev'ry heart is aflame, and the beautiful sing
In the homes of the nations that JESUS is King!

4 We rejoice in the light, and we echo the song
That comes down thro' the night from the heavenly
throng;

Ay! we shout to the lovely Evangel they bring,

And we greet in His cradle our Saviour and King!

ANGELS FROM THE REALMS OF GLORY.

From T. S. S. H. No. 26. 85, 75, 4.

†29 ANGELS, from the realms of glory, of

Wing your flight o'er all the earth;

Ye who sang creation's story,
Now proclaim Messiah's birth!
Come and worship,

Worship CHRIST, the new-born King.

2 Shepherds, in the field abiding,
Watching o'er your flocks by night;
GOD with man is now residing,
Yonder shines the infant-light;
Come and worship,

Worship CHRIST, the new-born King.
3 Sages, leave your contemplations;
Brighter visions beam afar ;

Seek the great Desire of nations,
Ye have seen His natal star :
Come and worship,

Worship CHRIST, the new-born King.

4 Saints, before the altar bending,
Watching long in hope and fear,
Suddenly the LORD, descending,
In His temple shall appear:

Come and worship,

Worship CHRIST, the new-born King. AMEN.

HARK! WHAT MEAN THOSE HOLY VOICES?

+30 HAR

From T. S. S. H. No. 28. 75.

[ARK! what mean those holy voices,
Sweetly sounding through the skies?

Lo, th' angelic host rejoices,

Heavenly hallelujahs rise.

2 'Listen to the wondrous story,

3

4

Which they chant in hymns of joy—
Glory in the highest, glory!

Glory be to God most high!

Peace on earth, good-will from heaven,
Reaching far as man is found;

Souls redeemed and sins forgiven,
Loud our golden harps shall sound.

"CHRIST is born; the great Anointed!
Heaven and earth His praises sing!

O receive whom GOD appointed

For your Prophet, Priest, and King!

5 "Hasten, mortals, to adore Him;
Learn His Name to magnify,
Till in heaven ye sing before Him,

Glory be to GOD most high!" AMEN.

O LITTLE TOWN OF BETHLEHEM.

31 0

From the C. P. No. 43. P. M.

LITTLE town of Bethlehem!
How still we see thee lie,

Above thy deep and dreamless sleep,

The silent stars go by ;

Yet in thy dark streets shineth

The Everlasting Light;

The hopes and fears of all the years,
Are met in thee to-night.

2 For Christ is born of Mary,
And gathered all above,
While mortals sleep the angels keep
Their watch of wondering love.
O morning stars together

Proclaim the holy birth!

And praises sing to GOD the King,
And peace to men on earth.

3 How silently, how silently,

The wondrous gift is given;
So GOD imparts to human hearts
The blessings of His heaven.
No ear may hear His coming,
But in this world of sin,

Where meek souls will receive Him still,
The dear Christ enters in.

4 O holy Child of Bethlehem!
Descend to us, we pray,
Cast out our sin and enter in,
Be born in us to-day.
We hear the Christmas angels,
The great glad tidings tell,
O, come to us, abide with us,
Our LORD Emmanuel!

RING OUT THE BELLS FOR CHRISTMAS.

32 R

From the C. P. No. 44. P. M.

ING out the bells for Christmas,

The happy, happy day,

In winter wild, the holy Child,

Within the cradle lay.

Oh, wonderful! the Saviour is in a manger lone;

His palace is a stable,

And Mary's arm His throne.

Chorus.-Ring out the bells for Christmas,
The happy, happy day,

Ring out the bells for Christmas,
The happy, happy day.

2 On Bethlehem's quiet hillside,
In ages long gone by,

In angel notes the Glory floats,
Glory to GOD on High!